Chapter 212

"Master!"

Ye Zixi turns around and stomps her feet in spite of her.

"Well! All right! Master, no more

With a loving smile, the Taoist looked at Lin Mu and said, "Zixi must have given Xiaoyou a lot of trouble these days, right?"

"Although it's really naughty, it's pretty good on the whole."

Lin Mu said with a smile.

"Ah Mu!"

Ye Zixi is so shy and angry that she says so in front of the master, which makes her stomp again.

"I'm a poor Buddhist named Qinghe. I usually practice in Emei. I don't know where I can learn from you?"

The Taoist nun proclaimed a Buddhist name and asked Lin Mu.

"I'm a friend of Zixi's, Lin Mu. At present, I haven't been a teacher. I've been trained by one person so far."

Lin Mu also arched his hand. These people living in the mountains still abide by the etiquette of ancient times. In their view, the red tape is a kind of etiquette and a kind of inheritance.

"Lin Xiaoyou is very talented. It seems that Zixi didn't catch the chance to follow you. He was so slack in his cultivation."

Abbess Qinghe sighed slightly.

"Master, I suddenly remember that a mu is very good at medicine! Maybe you can save the elder martial sister's life! "

Ye Zixi just wanted to be coquettish and angry, and suddenly remembered that Lin Mu had given her a needle to treat the wound on her shoulder some time ago. She suddenly looked happy and said happily.

"Oh? Lin Xiaoyou is still proficient in medicine? "

Master Qinghe was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Lin Mu was so good at martial arts that he also practiced medicine.

Without waiting for Lin Mu to answer, ye Zixi would pour beans out of a bamboo tube and say what happened last time. The more nun Qinghe listened, the brighter her eyes were, and the more strange she looked at Lin Mu.

"If I didn't guess wrong, I think you should practice Cunguang's secret method of seizing Yang?"

Abbess Qinghe said slowly.

"Abbess has good eyesight. There should be few people who know this secret now."

Lin Mu was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Taoist could accurately guess what kind of secret method he practiced only by Ye Zixi's description.

"It's not that poor nun is very powerful, but that I saw the power of this secret method with my own eyes. It really has the magical effect of living dead people's flesh and bones. If I remember correctly, the last person to practice this secret method should be the miracle doctor Mu Renqing. Where did you learn it from?"

Qinghe asked strangely.

"I got this secret from somewhere else, and as far as I know, the great doctor is dead now."

Lin Mu didn't say it completely. After all, he didn't know the origin of this nun Qinghe. What he knew now was that she was master Ye Zixi.

"It's no wonder that over the years, countless people have been inquiring about his whereabouts, but all of them have failed. It turns out that the miracle doctor is no longer alive."

Master Qinghe announced a Buddha's name and sighed deeply.

"A man is inherently mortal, even a miracle doctor is no exception."

Lin Mu sighed softly.

"I heard Zixi's description just now. It seems that Xiaoyou's Cunguang's secret method of seizing Yang has reached a higher level of cultivation. I wonder if he can heal the little disciple?"

After that, abbess Qinghe returned to reality, her eyes full of hope.

"Of course, I don't know how serious the injury is. I'm not sure I can cure her."

Lin Mu nodded, next to the Ye Zixi suddenly happy smile, Lin Mu can so simply agree down, naturally depends on her face.

"It doesn't matter. Xiao you is willing to go and have a look. I'm satisfied. As for whether I can be cured or not, I have to leave it to fate. If I can't survive, I can only say that I'm doomed. I can't help it."

Abbess Qinghe smiles gratefully.

"Zixi, you go to pack up. I'll talk to Yuru and Xuanrong. Let's start tonight, so as to avoid unexpected changes in your elder martial sister's injury."

With a little smile on abbess Qinghe, Lin Mu and ye Zixi said, and then turned to enter the gate.

"This young man is very good. It seems that the little girl has grown up at last."

Abbess Qinghe looks at Lin Mu's back with satisfaction, touches Ye Zixi's hair and says with a smile.

"Master! What did you say? I'm going to pack up! "

Ye Zixi shyly turned her head and ran into the villa. In the huge yard, only abbess Qinghe, dressed in a plain robe, was still standing there. She was full of moonlight.

Song Yuru's room, Lin Mu gently twist the door handle, people have entered the room, at this time song Yuru is still deep asleep, completely do not know what happened outside.

"Yuru, Yuru."

Gently patted song Yuru's cheek, Lin Mu whispered.

"Well, mu? Why don't you go to bed so late? "

Song Yuru opens her sleepy eyes and looks at Lin Mu squatting beside the bed.

"Zixi's master is here. I'll go with them and come back in two days."

Lin Mu straightened song Yuru's messy hair and said with a smile.

"Here comes Zixi's master?"

Song Yuru quickly wants to support her upper body, but she is pressed back to bed by Lin Mu.

"Don't get up. We'll leave later. There's something urgent there. Zixi's elder martial sister is seriously injured. I'll see what's going on."

Lin Mu shook his head.

"Go now? What time is it? "

Song Yuru picked up her mobile phone and looked at it. Her eyes were slightly narrowed by the bright screen. "It's only two ten now?"

"Well, the injury is quite serious over there. I'm afraid it won't take long, so it's better to go as soon as possible."

Lin Mu said something about it, and then told him, "when I'm not at home, you don't run around if you have nothing to do. You can come back early after work. It's safer to stay at home."

"Well, I see, you have to be careful. Those who have secretly investigated you have not yet caught them."

Song Yuru also concerned said.

"Don't worry, I'll pay attention to it. Go on sleeping. You have to go to work tomorrow."

Lin Mu smiles and kisses song Yuru on the forehead. Then he leaves the room and takes the door with him.

Ling Xuanrong had to go there to give a notice. When she came to the door, she found that the door had been opened. It turned out that ye Zixi had gone in.

"Xuanrong, go on sleeping. We'll start overnight and come back in two days."

Lin Mu went in and said with a smile.

"Well, be careful on your way."

After Ling Xuanrong goes to bed, Lin Mu takes Ye Zixi's luggage and locks the door to the yard.

"I'd better take a plane. I'll have someone take us to the airport. We should be able to catch the earliest plane."

Putting down his luggage, Lin Mu takes out his phone and calls another villa not far away. In a short time, long San rushes over and drives out the Maybach from the garage. The four of them rush to Donghai airport immediately.

After the four were sent, long San went to buy a plane ticket. But at this time, he encountered a problem, that is, abbess Qinghe didn't carry her ID card.

"How did abbess get to Donghai before?"

Sitting in Maybach, Lin Mu asked strangely.

"I do have an ID card, but I didn't come to Donghai by plane this time, but a disciple who was practicing in the secular world sent me a car."

Abbess Qinghe said with a smile.

For ordinary people, if they don't have an ID card, they can't get on the plane. They can't even buy a plane ticket. However, it's hard for Lin Mu to wink at long San. Long San immediately understands and uses the relationship of Baolong regiment to book three tickets in a few minutes.

It was the earliest five o'clock flight. After giving three tickets to three people, long San left with Maybach.

The three people sat in the waiting hall for a while, chatting casually. The time passed quickly. They got on the plane at five o'clock. It was only two hours. They arrived at Chengdu airport at seven o'clock.

There is no direct flight from Donghai to Emei Mountain. They can only take the nearest Chengdu and then rush from Chengdu to Emei Mountain. They took a taxi from the airport and went straight to Emei without wasting any time.

At about 8:30, the three had arrived at the tourist service area of Emei Mountain. After paying the fare, they quickly disappeared in the service area while there were not many people in the morning.

With the efforts of three people, naturally, they would not go up the mountain like ordinary people. With Ye Zixi's box, Lin Mu followed the elegant posture of abbess Qinghe and moved quickly in the mountains and forests, all the way to the depth of Mount Emei.

"This is the place where poor nuns practice. It's a bit crude. I hope you don't mind."

In front of an old nunnery, abbess Qinghe stopped and turned to Lin Mu with a smile.

"The environment here is very good. If it wasn't for a lot of things in the secular world, I would like to come here to practice for a period of time. It's really a good place to be clean."

Lin Mu looked around with satisfaction. There were some mottled marks on the plaque in front of the nunnery, but the handwriting on it was still very clear. The three characters of Jingchen nunnery were written in three parts, which showed the deep and incomparable skill of the inscriber.

The whole Jingchen nunnery is not big. After entering, there are only about ten rooms except the front yard. In the deep mountains and forests, all the food they eat is planted or picked by themselves in the mountains, which is a kind of isolation from the world.

As soon as abbess Qinghe came back, there were several pretty little nuns inside. They were different from ye Zixi's hairdressing practice. They were all monks who had already shaved their hair. They were monks who really abided by the Buddhist rules.

Those little nuns first respectfully said hello to abbess Qinghe, and then swarmed around to Ye Zixi, who was following behind. They called out affectionately. Some called elder martial sister ye, others called younger martial sister Ye. It seems that their seniority is not the same“ Well, don't make any noise. How is Nianchen's injury? " Abbess Qinghe interrupted the disciples' laughter and asked seriously“ Back to the master, the eldest martial sister's injury has no change, still lying in bed in a coma A little nun secretly took a look at Lin Mu, and then returned to the words of abbess Qinghe.